This morning I thought, "Oh, geez, do I really have to read the latest Richard Cohen column in the Washington Post?" The cutely alliterative title, "Rudy's Torture Talk", made me want to punch him in the face before even clicking the link. What a treat, though, to find out in the very first paragraph that I'm not alone:
On the playground, lo these many years ago, I was shooting baskets when an older boy ordered me off the court. This was just like the movies, I reasoned, and so I stood my ground and instantly got punched right in the mouth.
And while the "shooting baskets" part seems implausible, something tells me that this kind of thing probably happened over and over to the dependably irritating Mr. Cohen. It explains a lot!
8 comments:
Oh priceless priceless priceless.
Priceless Sparkle Pony!
PSP,
You have simply outdone yourself on this one, managing to make Mr. Cohen look like Alfred E (or is it Dubya?) with glasses...couldn't stop laughing...
Don’t know Mr Cohen (I generally skim through the Washington Post on line), but as a New Yorker aghast at Giuliani’s campaign and politics, I loved the column and even sent it to friends. Can’t you cut him a break on this one?
To be honest, Brooklyn Red, I didn't even read past the first paragraph. As soon as I got something I wanted from it, which was in the first paragraph, I cut 'n' run.
He looks like a dead Letterman.
Does he own a hairbrush?
I looked up "nebbish" in the dictionary and...well, you know.
richard cohen ***KNOWS*** funny!
& , you, Princess Sparkle Pony, are not funny!!!
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